“I see.” said the princess before turning aroun to George. “Then why are you not following your mistress?” “Huh?” said both Malee and George in surprise. They didn’t see Georgia from outside the shop and they can’t see her after looking around in the shop either. So why was the question asked? Then, just as…
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Writers’ Journal #242 – Fried Potato – 125
Just as they were about to get up from the bench, they heard a murmur from a youngster walking past them and talking on the phone with her friends. “A princess is here?” Malee and George looked at each other. Surely, that couldn’t be Georgia, Malee thought to herself as she looked down at the…
Writers’ Journal #240 – Fried Potato – 123
“Let’s go around the mall.” said George suddenly, after closing the book full of notes given by Michelle. He stood up and grabbed his cup to empty it before grabbing Malee by the hands towards the door. Michelle stood up once the door opened, but George signalled her to sit down again. “I will be…
Writers’ Journal #239 – Fried Potato – 122
Then there was a knock on the door and an enormous man came in with a frightened look on his face. He was wearing a black jacket, accompanied by the pants and the shoes of the same color. That Michelle didn’t stop him from coming in must meant that she knew him to her and…
Writers’ Journal #238 – Fried Potato – 121
George continued walking towards the door and Malee need not be told a second time to open the door with her fingers. The door opened with the smell of cleaning chemicals rushing out to greet them. Malee squeezed her nose and walked into the door to look at an enormous room with a large wooden…
Writers’ Journal #237 – Fried Potato – 120
Malee reach over to the scanner and placed her thumb over it and the lift door opened with a smell of rose-scented perfume rushed out from the lift. Malee could tell it was the favorite scent of Georgia and an expensive one at that. Once they were in the lift, George pointed at the top…
Writers’ Journal #235 – Fried Potato – 118
Malee could feel the stress in Mary’s voice. She knew first-hand how hard it is to please either of them, let alone both. Only their parents could have silenced them and with their mother dead and their father busy with political matters, they were uncontrollable. It was a good thing that their mother left them…
Writers’ Journal #234 – Fried Potato – 117
Mary spoke first after a long silence from everyone. “George, we talk about this later but for now, why not go to the new mall and see how you can improve it?” George nodded softly and walked away without looking at Malee whose eyes were on the floor all those time. “You are always too…
Writers’ Journal #231 – Fried Potato – 114
“Ah..” said George upon hearing it. “Want me to call Mary?” asked Malee. George shook his head immediately. “I just want to discuss something with her.” continued George when Michael came into the kitchen. His clothes were drenched with sweat and was carrying a large basket full of dirt. He must have been working in…
Writers’ Journal #230 – Fried Potato – 113
Malee sighed. Georgia could be a really hard mistress to please, she thought to herself. If she were to survive in the employment under Georgia, she would need to use all her instincts and knowledge that she had gained from the old and new life. She took the bottle and poured the last drop of…